Chapter 205 Someone Believes in You

Jonathan's breathing became heavier as he looked at the bloodstains on the photo and the marks of the hands.

"Ms. Sinovi lost a lot of blood in the kitchen, Jonathan, a lot," said Gregory.

Lawyer: "Mr. Jonathan, you don't have to answer."

But Jonathan ignored the lawyer and picked up the photo, staring at Gregory in front of him.

"Yes, I don't know who wiped the blood." Gregory said calmly.

"We have every reason to suspect you of mopping the floor, Mr. Yonatan."

"If I wanted to fake a crime scene, why would I wipe off the blood and then call the police?" Jonathan gritted his teeth.

"Do I look that stupid for something so obvious?"

"There's no blood or body to indicate kidnapping. They just want us to investigate the people outside the house, like the homeless person you mentioned." Gregory said calmly:

"Damn it, I didn't kill Sinovi!" Jonathan roared.

The sound was so loud that it scared the lawyer.

Only Gregory and Chris looked calm and just followed the steps.

"Sometimes, domestic violence can lead to death, Mr. Jonathan," said Gregory.

"Detective, without sufficient evidence, I can assume that you are slandering my client." The lawyer said professionally.

"Who said I have no evidence?" Gregory said calmly.

"Do you know why Mr. Yonatan is here at this time?"

Chris tacitly took out the murder weapon from the plastic evidence bag and placed it on the table.

"Through the bloodstain map, we analyzed the type of murder weapon. It was a blunt instrument, probably a stick, two by four inches." Gregory patted the murder weapon on the table in front of the lawyer and Jonathan.

"And we found it tonight right in front of you, in the incinerator in the basement of the brown hut you were in. You can't deny that, can you, Mr. Yonatan?"

The lawyer frowned and felt that the situation was extremely difficult for a moment.

Among all the links, the murder weapon is a very important one, it is simply a powerful killing weapon.

"There are your fingerprints and Sinovi's blood on the handle of this door." Gregory said:

"That's why you are here now on suspicion of murdering your wife, Sinovi Eaton."

"But I'm not the murderer!" Jonathan looked anxious, panicked and frightened. Everything was pointed at him, making it seem like he had killed his wife:

"Why would I kill Xinuowei? Just based on the so-called domestic violence? But this is fake. I can't possibly do anything to Xinuowei. She controls everything about me!"

The lawyer sighed, looked at his client, and silently shut his mouth. With the client being like this, no matter how much he tried to stop him, it would be useless. He could only wait until the next trial to show his power.

After these words were spoken, Gregory and Chris looked at each other, still unmoved.

"You have too many motives for doing this, Mr. Jonathan," Gregory said calmly.

"Just based on the underwear and lipstick found in your office and the information in the clue envelope, we can assume that you are cheating on me." Seeing Jonathan's face change drastically and the lawyer looking like he was going to get angry again, Gregory continued.

"But we have no evidence to prove it, so we don't really care whether you cheated or not. But there is one thing that could be your motive for attacking Ms. Sinoway."

Chris, who was standing by, immediately took out a file board with many documents on it and handed it over.

"We checked your financial situation, Mr. Jonathan." Chris said to Jonathan who was looking at the file board.

"A credit card debt of $577,000, sixty days past due."

"Damn it, I never bought these things!" Jonathan shouted as he flipped through the documents. He felt as if a pair of black hands in the void had tightly grasped his neck, making it impossible for him to breathe or even struggle.

He looked at the shopping bills and saw so many things. He trembled and said, "I don't even know how to play golf. Why did I buy these expensive clubs?"

"Your explanation is weak, Mr. Jonathan," Gregory said calmly.

"Especially in front of this insurance policy and this video."

Chris took out another insurance document and said, "Last December, you increased Ms. Sinovi's life insurance several times to $429 million. It was confirmed that you signed it yourself."

Jonathan was stunned for a moment, looking at the insurance policy, his eyes already revealing fear. He looked at the two detectives in front of him and said, his voice already having a hint of pleading.

"I did do it, but it was Sinovi's idea, can you believe it? She asked me to do it."

Chris remained silent and continued to take out a tablet: "I just need you to tell me where Sinovi's body is."

As she spoke, Chris ignored the presence of the lawyer and looked at the confused Jonathan and continued:
"To move a body, you need tools. The fact that this car left your home on the night your wife disappeared is obviously very suspicious.
The most important thing is that after investigation, the car is under your name and is your old car. "

Jonathan looked ashen as he looked at the very familiar car on the tablet: "I haven't driven this car for more than a year. Why is it here?"

"You have to ask yourself, Mr. Jonathan." Gregory said calmly, standing up with Chris.

"Be prepared for the interrogation that follows. If you can truthfully explain the location of Sinovi's body, perhaps the judge will focus on this aspect."

After that, the two of them packed up the things on the table and prepared to leave, but Jonathan said in a trembling voice:
"Don't you all believe what I said? I really didn't kill Xinowei!
Yes, it is true that I cheated on her because I was fed up with her, but I never did anything to her."

After these words were spoken, even the lawyer shook his head slightly. There was no way to stop it!

Chris glanced at Gregory, who nodded slightly. She took out an envelope from the pile of documents in her hand with an expressionless face.

"In fact, we all don't believe you. We think your explanation is weak in the face of so much evidence, but some people are willing to believe you."

Jonathan's eyes suddenly widened, his eyes flashing as he looked at the three envelopes of clues on the table in front of him. A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. After sneaking into the brown cabin, he had no time to read what was inside the envelope.

"As long as you solve the puzzle, the person outside who believes in you will help you check it out." Chris said.

"This may be your last chance if you want to try, Mr. Jonathan. After all, all the evidence points to you."

Jonathan took a deep breath, picked up the envelope sealed in the evidence bag, looked at the words inside, and read them out silently.

[Imagine that I am a very, very bad girl,

Anyone who does something bad needs to be punished, and by punishment I mean goodies for the fifth anniversary.
Honey, I put all my stuff there, it was our more exciting memories, and I still remember what you said: open that door, and be quick]
After reading it, Jonathan's eyes were red. He knew that his wife was punishing him: "753 Connaughton, I once rented a house there."

　The amount owed for leave has been made up
　　
　
(End of this chapter)